Beginning, The Trials of

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...But sometimes the memories trail behind like tin cans, 

clanging loudly with each forward step...

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In this world you will have trouble...

  
The world 

it can be so beautiful...

...but oh how quick it is to punish us 

when we think we know the depths 

of its cruelty...

Feline and Sir "So-Fine"

Just Sir Sean Connery inspecting a cat's paw...

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Happy Weekend, folks.

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that I can be comforted by the hand that chokes me

is the great irony of sin

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{somber ponderings on the human condition stirred up by the words of O'Connor, Lewis, et al.}

{perhaps I need to take time to reread the Anne of Green Gables series again...}

A(nother) Word From ~ Flannery O'Connor & The Friday that Brought Good

"The poet is traditionally a blind man, but the Christian poet, and storyteller as well, is like the blind man whom Christ touched, who looked then and saw men as if they were trees, but walking. This is the beginning of vision, and it is an invitation to deeper and stranger visions that we shall have to learn to accept if we want to realize a truly Christian literature.” 

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{today we remember...Acts 17:27-28}